I think the biggest thing to keep in mind with infant twins is that every victory counts, even the tiny ones. One day, when the babies were 2 months old, Emily’s day care was closed for maintenance, or professional development, or something. Just too months in, I had all three kids all by myself for an entire day. Gulp. So I thought it might be interesting to document the day. Well, the morning. And I wanted to share it here.
6:30 Em woke up (in our bed), checked on the babies and we played in bed for a bit. Now let me just say that this day started off really weird since we are usually up and going before 5:30. But still, little victories.
6:45 came down, cleaned a bit, did 2 puzzles and vacuumed the kitchen. (so far, not at all typical, why are the babies still sleeping? Did they eat at 4 or 5??)
7:00 made Emily breakfast, assembled and put away bottles (even odder that babies are sleeping, what a great morning!)
7:30 Spencer woke up and peed on the changing table, and at that minute, Em announced she had to go potty. Took Em to the bathroom, dressed Spencer, cleaned up said pee, started negotiations will Emily over today’s clothes (I am rooting for pants, she wants a dress… I will prevail, the negotiations are going my way…)
8:15 nursing Spencer, Sidney waking up upstairs (ok, need more hands now), Em eating and playing. Chaos commencing.
8:20 Sidney crying, Spencer does not want to stop nursing. Oh no.
8:25 Sidney changed, dressed, eating. Spencer in bouncy seat, Em hugging babies and telling them about her life as a baby
8:26 Spencer spit up, trying to reach to wipe his mouth without Sidney unlatching. unsuccessful.
8:30 with 2 crying babies, washed Em’s breakfast dishes and last nights bottles while heating up water to make bottles for babies, made 2 bottles with vitamins, ate a handful of candy corn, helped Em unlace her sewing and got set up to bottle feed both at once (I need tea!!)
8:38 I swear Sidney just said “mama”! She is clearly a child genius, talking at 2 months (or 3 weeks old adjusted, definitely advanced)
8:41 Sidney pushed away bottle to laugh at me, Spencer eating, Sidney regretting earlier actions and frantically looking for bottle
8:45 burping both crying babies, Sid spit up on me, Em asking for help with sticker game, I seriously need tea (Spencer took maybe half an ounce, but did a full nursing, Sidney 2 oz formula, 1 oz breast milk). I have 45 mns to finish feeding babies, shower etc, dress Em, and make a picnic lunch for today’s trip to the zoo with her friend. Oh and while I fed Sidney, Spence spit up. Now feeding him while she chills
9:00 both babies fed and happy, they are in bouncy seats, Em and I race upstairs. I take world’s fastest shower (may have only washed left side of body), while Em gets dressed and reports that they are both crying. Finish shower, babies quiet (crap, did they cry it out, damn!), get dressed, both crying again.
9:20 Sidney finishing earlier bottle, Spencer chilling (I am perfecting one handed typing ). Em is gathering pacifiers, I still want tea, and I need to put together our picnic lunch, and the diaper bag.
9:37 picnic packed, diaper bag packed, babies ready to go, heading to the zoo to meet friends, anticipate we will be 10 minutes late…
We arrived at the zoo 20 minutes late.
All in all, a fairly routine (except for the babies late start) morning.
And I never got my tea.
The twins are now about to be 19 months old now, and Emily is almost 5. But re-reading that account of our day I am amazed first of all that we all slept that late. Currently, 5:30 is a huge victory. I am also impressed with myself for taking such good notes (likely one handed). The point, I think, is that that day was a huge victory for me, because I did it. I won’t say I did it alone because Emily was there and from day 1 she has been a huge help. But I still claim it as a victory. The truth is, 17 months later, every morning is a victory. And I think that as a parent of twins, you need that. You have the right to celebrate every tiny victory. Oh the celebrating the day the babies held their own bottles! Every little victory counts. Even if that victory is simply a fabulous cup of tea. Peach tea.
Beth is known as mommy by a 4 year old and boy-girl 17 month old twins. She blogs about life, kids, and DIY, at Pickles in my Tea and in my Soup.